Final Sale
It's a final sale, no exchanges, no refund; grab anything that you like...
all items sell for a dollar or less, even grandfather's four-wheel bike.
Over forty two years I have collected transistor radios, vinyl records, ceramics dolls
and plates with famous faces on them...oh, Debbie from The Wizard of Oz enthralls!
I am making room for new furniture, and must get rid of them...
it's sad to give them away when they offered much excitement!
In those boxes and crates, you'll find many commodities...
soap bars, bathing towels, curtains shower and perfumes.
Take a look at some funny clothes that I wore in my teens: tight blue jeans,
wool sweaters, cowboy's shirts, boots and hats, trying to look like sexy Elvis!
Browse and find that item you couldn't afford...is it Marylin Monroe's furry shawl?
If the final sale is not complete by early evening, I will draw a winner to take it all!
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